"Class is over, Manman. What's next? Oh, Chinese class. Finally, I can sit up straight." He Lele wasn't fond of math, but she was okay with other subjects. "Xiao Le, I'm going to get some water. Are you coming?" "Yeah, yeah, I need to go to the restroom." He Lele grabbed Wang Muman's hand and they headed for the lounge.
"Why are there so many people outside?" He Lele looked out the window and saw people from other classes, looking puzzled. Wang Muman didn't pay them any mind and pulled He Lele to the end of the corridor. "Sister Manman, how does it feel?" Zhou Mingyu said, seeing Wang Muman by the water dispenser. "How does what feel?" Wang Muman asked, confused. "Don't you see those people outside our classroom? They're all here to see you." "??? No way, why would so many people come to see me?" "Of course, everyone knows Class 5 has a goddess." Zhou Mingyu explained. "Do you know them? Tell them to leave, there's nothing to see." "My connections aren't that wide, I can't do anything about it." Zhou Mingyu shrugged. "Hey, Manman, I'm done. Let's go back." He Lele came out. "Manman, do you feel like they're all looking this way? It's not that I'm being overconfident." He Lele observed their gazes. "Zhou Mingyu said they're here to see me." "To see you? My goodness, so many people. Haven't they seen a beautiful girl before?" He Lele was greatly surprised. "Looks like you're going to be a star, you, female star Manman." "Stop joking, let's go back to the classroom, class is about to start."
Yan Cheng caught sight of the crowd outside the window, finding their tiptoeing amusing. "Shikai, do you know what's going on?" "Isn't it that we have a goddess in our class? Look." The speaker's voice trailed off as a curved ponytail swayed past, captivating the heart. Her fair skin showed little sign of tanning despite the military training. He watched her reach her seat, pull out an English book, arrange it, and then say something to He Lele, laughing.
"Manman, did you see a monkey-man!" He Lele stared at her. "No, what monkey?" "Someone who looks a lot like a monkey is in that crowd." "How much like a monkey? Is your description ugly or handsome?" Wang Muman was a little unsure. "Of course, ugly, otherwise I wouldn't be joking." He Lele took out two bottles of cola. "Here, your favorite drink." "Thanks, Xiao Le." "You might see me drinking cola often from now on, it's my staple." He Lele drank sip by sip. "Drink less, it's bad for your teeth." Wang Muman relayed what her brother had said. "I'll control myself, Mama Manman."
The Chinese teacher was a young woman who taught with a distinctive style, engaging the class. "Classmate Wang Muman, your name is very distinctive, all plants. Can you tell us the origin?" Teacher Zhang looked at the roster and called on her. "Because my brother is named Mujin, he named me Muman. My mother likes hibiscus flowers, so to make them similar, she chose 'Man' from 'tengman' (vine)." "Okay, thank you for sharing. Please sit down." Wang Muman sat down, feeling a little dazed. Why did it bring up her mother? "Manman, your mother must have been very romantic." "...I think so." Wang Muman hesitated.
"English class representative Li Wei and Wang Muman, stand up and let me see you." The English teacher was a man with a bit of an accent. "Alright, sit down. Come to my office after lunch." Wang Muman nodded. "Now, class."